12th August '08

Lost in my own home
The past haunts
The dreamy fogs tease
and I lie blank

The time loses my track
I count the beats
The white of tubelight glistens
and I wince

Lore of the urban
Store for the brain
More from life
and I dig the core

Running a race
Time's crucial
To much to do
And I win?

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